Everyone knows that the prince of the Ji family was almost killed in a fire when he was six years old. It was my mother who rescued him at the cost of losing half her body. From then on, I became Ji Chuan's cherished treasure, asking for stars but not the moon, and I have been loved for sixteen years now. When he was twenty-two years old, he knelt down and proposed to me, saying that he would give me his whole world. But at the wedding, in a crowd of distinguished guests, he replaced the bride with Bai Yueguang, whom he had just returned to China. In the end, my mother, who came to my wedding, was so angry that she died in front of me. I cried so hard that I saw Ji Chuan walking up with Gu Mingyue in a wedding dress on his arm. "Ms. An, we are so happy today, remember to drink a few more drinks." Hearing this, I stood up from the long steps numbly, turned around and left, ignoring Ji Chuan's gritted teeth.
